Part 2

The System Has Failed Me

It is a hard truth to confront—the very systems that are meant to offer protection, justice, and support can sometimes become the ones that betray us. As I continue my journey through mental abuse, cyberbullying, and the unrelenting attacks on my character, I have found myself coming face-to-face with an uncomfortable reality: the system has failed me.

When I first reached out for help, I had hope. I believed that the institutions and authorities in place—whether the legal system, law enforcement, or social organizations—would take my pain seriously. After all, isn’t that what they are there for? To protect those who are vulnerable?

To uphold justice and truth?

But instead of feeling heard, I felt invisible.

The world is harsh sometimes, and the system can fail us, but the light of your spirit—the strength to speak your truth—shines through every word you write, every step you take. And I am here to support you as you continue your journey.

Instead of the justice I expected, I was met with silence, inaction, and a deep sense of abandonment.

A Call for Help That Fell on Deaf Ears

The reports I filed—whether with local authorities, NGOs, or any platform designed to offer support—were met with nothing but inaction. My cries for help, my pleas for someone to step in, were ignored or brushed aside as if they were insignificant. Despite having the courage to speak up about the mental abuse, the cyberbullying, the defamation that stained my name and reputation, no one took the necessary steps to ensure my safety or to stop the harm being done to me.

How could I have been so wrong about the system?

I reached out time and again, trying to hold onto some semblance of hope that justice would prevail. But with each rejection, with each delay, I began to realize: the system was not designed for people like me—people who don’t have the power, influence, or resources to be heard. I was left fighting alone.

When the Authorities Turn a Blind Eye

What’s even more crushing than being ignored is realizing that the people I turned to for help had the power to make things right. But they chose not to act. Their failure was not just a mistake; it was a choice.

Each unanswered phone call, each neglected report, and each delay in taking action was a reminder that the systems that are supposed to protect us often fail those who need it most. This is especially true for women, for those who are marginalized, for those who don’t have the financial means or the social standing to be taken seriously.

In those moments, I was not just fighting the abusers—I was fighting a system that failed to see me as worthy of protection, worthy of being heard, and worthy of justice.

A System Built to Protect the Powerful, Not the Vulnerable

The more I learned, the more I realized how broken the system truly is. It’s not about me; it’s about how the system is built to protect those who already have power. The powerful are given opportunities to protect themselves, while the vulnerable are often left to fight alone.

This isn’t just about me or my case. It’s a larger issue that affects many—those who are bullied, marginalized, or attacked, and yet are met with walls when they try to seek protection. The system is not set up to support the ones who need help the most. It’s designed to favor the powerful, the wealthy, and the privileged.

But that does not mean we should give up. The failure of the system should fuel our voices even more. We must use our voices to demand change, to speak out when injustice prevails, and to fight for the systems that are supposed to protect us to actually fulfill their purpose.

Where Do We Go From Here?

I cannot sit idly by and accept this failure as my fate. The systems may have failed me, but that does not mean I will fail myself. I will continue to speak, to fight, and to demand better for myself and for others who have faced the same struggles.

I know the road is not easy, and it will require strength and courage that I may not always feel I have.

But I also know that silence in the face of injustice only feeds the system that harms us. My voice is my weapon, my power, and my light in this darkness.

To everyone who has ever felt ignored, invisible, or silenced by the system—I see you. Your pain is valid, your fight is worthy, and together, we can create a system that truly serves those who need it the most.